Arin's POV
Three demons were frozen solid before they could get to us as ice exploded from Rowan's hands.
"What the hell?" Jaxon yelled while gaping at his brother. "Since when can you do that?"
Rowan appeared as shocked as the others. He raised his hands and observed the frost circling his fingers. "I'm not sure. It simply occurred."
Lady Seraphina clapped her hands together. "Oh, how lovely! At last, his abilities are becoming apparent."
"His powers?" When ice crystals appeared on my skin, I jerked back from grabbing Rowan's arm. "Your skin is freezing, Rowan!"
With pride in his winter-pale face, Lord Frost took a step closer. "Isn't he gorgeous? An ideal successor to the Winter Court."
Rowan's voice trembled as he firmly stated, "I'm not going anywhere with you."
Lady Seraphina chuckled, "Oh, sweet child. You have no other option. The debt needs to be settled."
